I Am The Walrus (Remastered 2009)
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I Am The Walrus (Remastered 2009)
Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group I Am The Walrus (Remastered 2009) · The Beatles Magical Mystery Tour ℗ 2009 Calderstone Productions Limited (a division of Universal Music Group) Released on: 1967-11-27 Producer: George Martin Composer Lyricist: John Lennon Composer Lyricist: Paul McCartney Auto-generated by YouTube.
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歌词
I am he
As you are he
As you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a corn flake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Mister City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Sitting in an English garden
Waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan
From standing in the English rain
I am the egg man, (Now good sir, what are you?)
They are the egg men, (A poor man, made tame to fortune's blows)
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Goo goo goo g'joob
Expert, texpert choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
(Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina Pilchard
Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing
Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob
Goo goo a'joob g'goo goo g'joob, g'goo
Joob! Joob! Joob!
Joob! Joob! Joob!
Joob! Joob! Joob! Joob! Joob!
Joob! Joob!
Joob! Joob!
Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper
Everybody's got one, everybody's got one
"Villain, take my purse
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body
And give the letters which thou findst about me
To Edmund Earl of Gloucester: seek him out upon the English Party
Oh, untimely death, death"
"I know thee well, a serviceable villain
As duteous to the cices of thy Mistress
As badness would desire"
"What, is he dead?"
"Sit you down, Father; rest you"
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